This winter, as we were traveling home from a wonderful Christmas vacation, we heard a story on the radio that I will not forget. An older man had passed away and his grown children were helping his wife go through all of his things. They came across a very large collection of letters. They were love letters that this man had written to his wife. The kids were so touched, they convinced their mom to compile them into a book. Together, a book was published, called "Love Letters on Wednesdays" (or something like that). This man had written his wife a letter every Wednesday, telling her of his love. Some were pages long, others only a few sentences. She occassionally wrote him a letter, but he was steady in his writings. These are her most cherished posessions. Matt and I were both SO touched when we heard this story. We decided, that we would write each other letters. They would be our "Love Letters on Sundays". That night, on our way home, we made a stop and purchashed journals that we had each picked out. I write in the green one for Matt, and he writes in the blue for me. We don't write every week, but we are diligent in this, and I would have to say that this is something so special, and something I would recommend everyone do. I have benefitted so much from the beautiful things that Matt writes to me. They come straight from his pure heart. As much as I love the things he writes to me, I think that I have benefitted even MORE by writing to him. I am reminded of how dear and special he is to me. Sometimes I write about a memory we have, other times I think of a special reason I love him, but no matter what I choose to write about, it makes me smile inside and reminds me of my love for my husband. This little thing we have chosen to do has been something that I cherish and look forward to. I look forward to writing to Matt, and I look forward to reading Matt's sweet words of tenderness to me.